Diamonds And Kites - Poem by Ashley Morrell
You glide along with your kite, you are mesmerised by it's beauty and how easily it moves. You listen to the sounds the wind makes as it passes through, and wish you could be so soft.
As you walk along the cracks from the earthquake, your mind stops wandering as it follows the tracks and starts to focus on what needs to be done.
You suddenly wake with regret from all the people that you may have met.
As the wind softens the kite falls down and a stranger walks on by to pick it back up.
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